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As I wake up, I noticed i'm in a bed, our bed, but Ashton not beside me. Then I remember last night. He wasn't beside me then either.
Shaking me head at the thought of last night, I went downstairs to the kitchen where I saw Ashton setting up plates. I made my way around him to get a glass and poured some apple juice before walking in the living room.
"Hey babe." He called out for me but I didn't care. I continued to sit in my spot on the couch, staring at the blank T.V. screen. Noticing I wasn't going to budge, he made his way towards me before taking a seat next to where I sat.
"I'm sorry. (Y/N), I truly am sorry. I just got caught up in the studio."
"Well what happened to calling or texting, Ashton?" I scoffed.
"I tried!" He rubbed my arm. "My phone died in the middle of my text to you. Please, forgive me." He pleaded while grabbing my hands. "I'll make it up to you." I put my glass down and continued to stare at nothing. It took me a few moments to finally respond to him.
"How?" I asked as he leaned in and pressed his lips onto mine.
"When I come back from the studio, we're having this movie night. I'll make sure of it. Got it?" I nodded at this, smiling a little.
"The breakfast is probably cold so we should go heat them now. I've eaten cold eggs before... that shit is gross." He laughed.
"You're such a loser." I joined in.
"Well you love this loser." Ashton intertwined our hands.
"That I do, Irwin."
"Well I love you too." He said before kissing my cheek. "Now to le food."
__Whale this was a hundred words below cout of what I usually do but updated for you guys.
Notice the title😏😏
Was gonna quote alphabet boy but apples weren't need:/
Anywhosies, that was that, and i'll try to update more. Might just put some stories on hold.
Well, ✌
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RandomOh Mrs. Potato Head tell me, Is it true that pain means beauty? Does a new face come with a warranty? Will a pretty face make it better?